Daily post prompt :Wind

In response to daily post’s prompt : Wind

Like Chicago, St.john’s Newfoundland is also known as the windy city. We have very strong wind in the winter, which causes power outage, when this happens one can expect to be without power for at least a  couple of days sometimes longer. When we lose power during winter, we face a lot of problems, such as no TV, no cooking, freezing temperatures and  danger of frozen pipes.

Wind in the winter is a problem in a variety of ways. Some of them I’ve already mentioned in the above paragraph.

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Song: Bengali song : singers Bashir and Anjuman Ara; Posted and translated by ranu

This is a song sung by a  female singer I used to know.She is a Bengali. She had a very sweet and amiable disposition which is rare among those who reach the heights of fame.I’m translating this song to celebrate the memory of a person who was loved by those of us who knew her.

The sky has heaps of blue

The air has some scent

the night is lighted by the glow- worm

the stream has a soft rhythm

Only my hands are empty

but  my eyes are full of tears

My lonely heart has closed the doors of hope

I cannot understand what’s wrong with  me

Why can’t I overcome my bashfulness

I’ve tried to tell many times but could not

I fail to understand how will I say it

How long can I aimlessly drift in this thought

I know not why I have this conflict!

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DP Daily Prompts: Autumn Leaves

Changing colors,dropping temperatures, pumpkin spice lattes; do these mainstays of fall fill your heart with warmth— or with dread?

After an extremely hot summer, fall is a welcome change, the temperatures cool off , the leaves change into a variety of colors, all this is a pleasant sight for a little while,but when the leaves fall on the ground, the bare branches of trees, immediately reminds me winter is ready to change its place with fall.

This is the time it is scary. the early snowfall in November, transforms nature into a white blanket of snow everywhere, on trees, on the ground on the roofs of houses, on the streets, children have a wonderful time playing with this free plaything.

Then it starts to be dreadful, the short days, the strong wind and heaps and heaps of snow, covering everything is no longer a happy sight, with doorways, driveways packed with snow, the task of removing the white stuff is an ordeal, no one enjoys.

The slippery roads, the unploughed streets makes moving hazardous. are a   characteristic feature of winter and I do not enjoy fall because I know winter is not far behind.

: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/09/21/dp-daily-prompts-autumn-leaves

 

Tagore song, Posted and translated by ranu

Dheeray, dheeray ,dheeray bao ogo utal hawa

Slowly, slowly,slowly blow oh restless wind

Midnight’s flute is playing

Be calm , be calm oh restless wind

Slowly, slowly blow oh restless wind

I am the lamp’s flame, for you

I fearfully stay awake

I am the flame

I fearfully stay awake for you

Whisper quietly what’s on your mind

Oh restless wind

Your string of verse in the

distant forest

lands in the corner

of my house

I have something to say

to the early morning star

accept those words secretly

in a whisper oh restless wind

Slowly slowly slowly blow

oh restless wind

Midnight’s flute is playing

Be calm, be calm

oh restless wind!

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/09/06/tagore-song-po…slated-by-ranu

 

 

DP Daily Prompt: Dust In The Wind

Have you made a bucket list?Now’s the time—Write about the things you want to do and see before you become dust in the wind.

Bucket list I’ve never made any

But if you want

I can make it quite zany!

 

I’d like to go to Timbucto 

Be back from there

In a day or two!

 

On my bucket list 

I won’t  forget to write

All the friends I’d invite!

 

My thoughts and actions 

Are not the same

To tame a tiger is my aim!

 

If my list befuddles you 

It does me too 

There is very little I can do!

 

I can do much better

You may think

Honestly I ran out of ink!

 

I had to hurry

And to scurry

Before I became 

A mere dust in the wind!

 

 

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/04/20/dp-daily-promp…st-in-the-wind/